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Friday, August 8, 2014

Welcome to my stop on the Virtual Book Tour, presented by Goddess Fish Promotions, for The Eyes Die Last by Teri Riggs. Please leave a comment or question for Teri to let her know you stopped by. You can enter her tour wide giveaway, for a $50 Amazon or B&N GC, by filling out the Rafflecopter form below. You can also follow the rest of Teri's tour Here, the more stops you visit, the better your odds of winning. My review is pending.

The
Las Vegas Mayoral race is heating up, and the incumbent doesn’t have a prayer.
Wealthy real estate speculator Nick Campenelli, who wants to legalize
prostitution in Clark County, and former pastor Louis St. Louis, running on a
'clean-up-Vegas-by-getting-rid-of-the-whores' platform, are the front runners.

They’re
also front runners on the suspect list for a string of murders. Kennedy
O’Brien, four-year detective with cop blood running in her veins, and her
partner Wilder “Wild Thing” James, a veteran, are determined to find the man
who’s murdering prostitutes who work the wrong side of the street, and they
don’t care how important or politically active he is.

The
killer is a man with a mission. He stalks the women before he kills them,
leaving a “BEFORE” photo on their bodies, and sending an “AFTER” shot to the
local news hound. Ed Hershey, an aging newscaster with just the right amount of
grey in his hair, is determined to turn this story into a network gig, and his
interference, along with the LVTVS legal team, are making Kennedy and Wilder
look bad. Campenelli’s good looks and charm, and St. Louis’ vitriolic hatred of
prostitutes are muddying the waters too, and now the killer seems to have taken
a liking to Kennedy.

So
the big question remains. Can she get him before he gets her?

Excerpt

Nick,
leaning against a marble pillar with his arms crossed, observed the detective
as she took in the view. He tried to figure out what was going on in that beautiful
head of hers.

She
was stunning. Her hair, a rich sable
color, fell just below her shoulders.
Long, dark lashes surrounded rare blue-violet eyes. Her lips were full and softly sculpted. She was tall and lithe, and when she moved,
he got a glimpse of the soft, womanly curves hidden beneath her jacket. She wrapped her arms around her waist.

Was
that a little shiver?

She
tilted her head back and took a deep breath, and then let it out with a long
sigh.

“Are
you chilled, Detective? I can get you a
wrap.”

She
turned and snarled. “I just lost my
balance for a second. You shouldn’t
sneak up on a person like that. You’re
lucky I didn’t shoot you.” She didn’t
give him a chance to respond. “Why in
the hell would anyone want an office way up here anyway?”

He
found the slight Irish cadence that had slipped into her voice, very, very
sexy. “For the view of course. I’ve caught you admiring it. Or was the sigh for me?”

“Don’t
flatter yourself, Slick. Not that it’s
any of your business, but that was an attempt to keep my morning coffee
down. The ride up could make a bird
nauseous.”

“Not
fond of heights, I take it. Too
bad. Being at the top gives a person a
much clearer picture of everything.” He
stepped forward and stood side by side, shoulder to shoulder with her, enjoying
the view himself. “Can you honestly deny
how great the view is from here?”

“Being
this high up makes my heart pound and knees weak. I feel so woozy I could hurl. But strangely
enough, I can’t help but look.” Her voice
softened. “It’s a really spectacular
view.”

Nick
could tell the minute Kennedy realized what she’d said. She turned to face him, looking totally
mortified. Her eyes narrowed and her
body stiffened.

“I’m
glad you enjoy it, Detective. Give yourself
a few minutes and the weak knees and the urge to hurl, as you so delicately put
it, will go away. Then you can relax and
enjoy the panorama.”

“Sorry, I don’t have the time to stand around
getting off on scenery. And I sure as
hell don’t have time to worry about whether or not I speak delicately. I have a few more questions I need you to
answer.” Her voice had regained its hard
edge.

“Please,
call me Nick.” He led her over to his
desk and offered her a chair across from his own.

“Mr. Campenelli—”

“Nick,
please,” he interrupted.

“I’m
not here to make nice, Mr.
Campenelli. I’d like for you to
tell me about the photos of prostitutes you have plastered on the break room
wall at your campaign headquarters. Can
you explain what that’s all about?”

He
felt the beginnings of anger snake up his spine, then take root at the base of
his skull. “I see you’ve been talking to
Ed Hershey. He asked me the same
question and I told him to go to hell as it was none of his business. I assume since you’re wearing that nice shiny
badge, I wouldn’t get away with giving you the same explanation.”

“You
assume right.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Teri
Riggs was destined to be a writer. As a
small girl she didn’t read bedtime stories, she made up her own. Who needed Little Red Riding Hood or The
Three Little Pigs when there were so many great tales bouncing around in her
head? When she grew up and became a
mother to three little girls, she continued the tradition of making up bedtime
stories. On the occasions she chose to
tell conventional fairytales, Teri usually gave them a bit of tweaking here and
there or added a new ending. Her girls
loved it.

After
her daughters had the nerve to actually grow up and leave home, Teri discovered
she had a passion for writing and jumped right in. It came as no surprise she chose to write
mysteries and happily-ever-after’s since that’s the genres she loves to read.

Teri
lives in Marietta, Georgia with her husband, one of her daughters and two dogs
that seem to think they rule the world.
And some days Teri thinks maybe they do.

Teri
still frequently tells herself stories as she falls asleep. The only difference now is she wakes up the
next morning and turns her bedtime stories into books.

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